This is a song about "Ringing my phone"

Shit ain’t better alone

A lotta hoes in my phone

The j gets smaller, i'm loving my zone

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

Put my number in your phone

Soon as i come home

Ringing digging singing

Tell them niggas they slipping

I keep texting on my phone for the whole night

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

Dc ain't been this hot since ronald reagan made a killing

Since your sister got my number my phone can't stop ringing

Everyday calling my mom on her cellular phone.

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

Ya like that let me know on my the phone

I'm definitely in a class of my own